Above All Beings in the NBA

Conley was so excited that he almost shed tears of humiliation.

Bang!

Wang Hao bumped into Gasol, who was coming to pick and roll, but it didn't matter, Wang Hao adjusted his center of gravity, turned around Gasol directly, took a step, and slumped in front of Conley.

"Welcome to the NBA, Mike"

They didn't even take off, and just relied on their height and wingspan to block Conley's layup.

"Fuck!"

Relying on the advantage of his size, Conley grabbed the floor ball in one step.

Snapped!

"Welcome to Tyrant's Little Classroom."

Wang Hao blocked another shot, blocking Conley's shot.

The strength of the two blocked shots was not very strong. Conley got the basketball for the first time and was about to make a shot when the whistle sounded when the attack time was up.

Bang!

Conley slammed the ball to the ground hard.

beep!

The referee sent a technical foul.

"You're still young. Even though you're the No. [-] show, but when you meet the old-fashioned Wang Hao, Wang Hao blows up your mind right after your debut."

Barkley grinned.

"Charles, this rookie is quite restrained, why don't you just go up and punch?"

Kenny Smith also had a smirk on his face.

...

Choked and speechless, Barkley could only turn his gaze back to the game.

"Mr. Referee, he is still a child, this is only his first season, please don't be too harsh on him, please?"

Just after finishing Conley's mentality, Wang Hao turned his head and started pretending to be a good guy to the referee.

"Wang, I know your charitable deeds. Compared with those who only do charity for tax avoidance, you are the one who really does charity seriously. But the rules on the basketball court are the rules and cannot be changed because of kindness."

Even when Wang Hao was beaten to death, the referee would give him such a high evaluation, and he would say it so politely and reasonably, even pleading for Conley is to make him feel bad, okay?

At this moment, Conley feels that he has been deeply insulted by the education he has received for more than ten years. Are people now so indiscriminate between black and white, without morality?

"Hey! Enough is enough, what is it like to be a rookie."

The Grizzlies boss Gasol had to stand up at this moment.

"Then you mean, I'm going to fuck you? Don't worry, I'll do it one by one in a while."

Wang Hao is like a big boss who also chooses the girls in his cellar.

Gasol: "Why am I so owed?"

Although Gasol really wanted to take it easy at this moment, and then give himself a mouthful, but looking at the cheering fans on the sidelines, Gasol still decided to hold on.

"Paul, let me help you. After all, the chances of being ravaged by a tyrant are few and far between."

Wang Hao said something ambiguously.

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Chapter 236 Don't Run, Continue?

"As you wish, sir, here I come."

Sure enough, in the offensive round of the Grizzlies, Wang Hao directly drove Millsap to the small forward position, and he put Gasol on top.

"Let me see your progress over the course of a season"

Although my heart is a little cowardly, my mouth must be firm.

Bang!

Gasol hit hard, but Wang Hao remained motionless.

Bang!

Gasol hit again, this time the rebound force given by Wang Hao almost made Gasol lose his center of gravity.

"Paul, are you old? You can't keep up with the 06 World Championships."

Wang Hao then whispered sarcastic remarks in his ear.

It's not that Gasol is getting old, it's because Wang Hao has grown up too fast.Cover the face and only look at the body. No one would believe that this body of muscle belongs to a yellow race.

Snapped!

Gasol's cat waist turned under Wang Hao's armpit. As soon as the ball was released, Wang Hao slapped it and slapped it away.

"You said the next ball I'm going to fuck you, or Conley?"

Kobe passed the ball to Wang Hao very face-saving, and let Wang Hao advance by himself.

Wang Hao naturally wanted to find Conley, but at this time a spoiler appeared.

"Don't you just show off your power in front of children?"

In the same draft as Wang Hao, Gay, who was selected at the 8th place, came in front of Wang Hao.

"I'll go, if you don't come, you'll forget that you're still there, okay, you can just go, one pig is chased, and the two are also released, who is not beaten?"

"Charles, this guy, was called an all-around wing during the draft. He has a trapeze-level bounce, a soft shooting touch, excellent speed and dexterity, and he is a perfect small forward. It seems that Wang Hao's The opponent is coming."

Kenny Smith flipped through Guy's various data and sighed.

"Adversary? Is Gay rated as high as LeBron? Why is he ranked eighth when his rating is so high? Wake up! Kenny, Guy's rating is relative to the athletes on the earth, these things don't apply Wang Hao is an alien. Look at Wang Hao. The body of a center is faster than a small forward. His dribbling is comparable to that of a guard. Not to mention his jumping. He is the only one in the league. One, do you think Guy can compare with him?"

Barkley is so familiar, as if he has recited it countless times.

"Ah! Speaking of which, the gap between the two is really not 01:30."